"There's something I must tell you," Shi Yen said nervously.
Long Xia's eyes widened, feeling as if she was about to hear something that would tilt her world. "What is it?" she asked, her throat tightening.
"I must ask you something first," she started. "Are you seeing my son?"
Long Xia was lost for words. Something told her that if she lied, Shi Yen would know. But she used to have a fiancé; she's not supposed to be with Yuan Bojing.
Long Xia took a deep breath. "Yes," she answered, lifting her eyes to face Shi Yen, and Long Xia did not expect her to look so sad and weary.
"If you love Bojing, then I need you to save him."
"What?" Long Xia responded.
Shi Yen took her hands in hers. It was hard beneath her touch. Long Xia had expected her hands to be soft, but no…she had a warrior's hand.